bones are important / advisable to keep them / also, stay alive

[roc_on]

The news is grim today. A self-driving software glitch caused the first Republic City car accident in the last four years, uptown; someone has a concussion and someone else has whiplash from their own car swerving to avoid. The company is swearing to have the software patched as soon as possible. There was a food poisoning incident at the Flame Festival in one suburb, and a fireworks accident out in earth country, but these have resulted in no deaths. Death has resulted from what appears to be a murderer - it's hard to explain natural causes leaving a corpse with most of its bones missing.

The news doesn't speculate. Chali, however, does; Beila brings it up with him once he's home, and he says that out in a little town called Hirakyo there was a graverobbing incident - missing bones. They don't have hard evidence on it yet, but they think the same person may have escalated to taking his trophies from living victims, that this could be a serial.

Disquieting. To say the least. But Chali has no reason to believe that it's Avatar business - no spirits, no geopolitics, no heavy-duty bending. So Beila reads another chapter in the autobiography of Avatar Meixing and goes to her firebending lesson.

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[thinklikethis]

"I have like... the exact opposite of that problem? Also, wait, you want to take over the world?"

[roc_on]

"I just explained that I don't want to take over the world! It would be a huge mess. But every now and then I read the news and I'm like 'I could fix this if I had more than vague symbolic power over involved parties!'."

[thinklikethis]

"Okay, so you don't want to take over the world, you just want to have already taken over the world. Well, I don't want to go around ripping people's bones out for the results, the results are a bunch of murdered people with their bones missing, that's exactly what I don't want. It's the, like," he blushes, "process."

[roc_on]

"So you want, like, virtual reality?"

[thinklikethis]

"Maybe. Um. It would have to be pretty good virtual reality, I think."

[roc_on]

"Well, in the extremely high resolution actual reality, after we have dinner we can mess with the cinders. ...Is the problem that if you had nobody who wanted cinders put on them you might start stealing people's bones, is that what's got you upset?"

[thinklikethis]

"I mean, no? I don't know? I hope not? Before you came along and were all convenient at me I sort of... didn't really even think that would ever be a thing that could possibly happen. And I wasn't stealing anybody's bones then."

[roc_on]

"But you're worried anyway."

[thinklikethis]

"I'm worried because I don't think most people have to deal with thinking about stealing people's bones, like, at all, and I don't know what would have to happen before it'd start looking like a good idea, and - I wish I didn't have to deal with this stuff! I wish my first thought when somebody starts ripping people's bones out wasn't 'man, I wanna see that'!"

[roc_on]

Beila squeezes his hand. "I'm sorry."

[thinklikethis]

He sighs. "Thanks."

[roc_on]

"You could, like, get a therapist, if this is majorly upsetting you?"

[thinklikethis]

"I don't wanna talk to a therapist about my murder problems. Especially not when there is an actual murderer around? Like if they think you're a danger to people they have to tell the cops, right? So now is a really bad time to be telling a professional that I think about ripping people's bones out."

[roc_on]

"I think they're capable of distinguishing people who can distinguish fantasy and reality? But I get it if you don't want to trust that. And the timing is kind of awkward, fair."

[thinklikethis]

"I really do not want to trust that. Like. I don't want to start stealing anybody's bones but I think I even less than that want to go to jail for stealing people's bones when I didn't do it and the actual bone-stealing guy is still out there somewhere probably going to steal more bones."

[roc_on]

"Yeah. After they catch him, maybe."

[thinklikethis]

"Maybe," he sighs.

[roc_on]

Handsqueeze.

[thinklikethis]

Tiny smile.

[roc_on]

Hiking, hiking.

[thinklikethis]

Such pretty wilderness.

[roc_on]

And nightfall, and an outcropping at the top of the hill.

And all of the stars.

[thinklikethis]

So pretty!

[roc_on]

Yup!

Beila flops on her back on the ground for a clear look at them.

"Lemme know when you want to spoil our night vision and make frybread and lobstercrab."

[thinklikethis]

Dao flops next to her.

"Stars are pretty," he declares.